Earlier today I posted on Twitter and Facebook that I wasn't sure which was going to hurt the most, getting our taxes done or my cancer shot Octreotide. I am happy to say I am glad our taxes are done and that my shot went really well today.
I get my shot every 3 weeks for the rest of my life. It prevents new cancer from growing. I have already had 4 shots since my surgery in November and this has been the best one. The others were painful and hurt afterwards and today I found out why. I had a different nurse administer the shot, she had me lay down on my side this time and felt on my hip where to give the injection. The other times the nurses just had me lean over and they would do it that way, well that would hurt and I would be in pain for a couple days. I asked her why she did it this way and she told that this is the correct way to do it and the goal is for no pain and not to hit a vein. It did not hurt and I do not feel that I had a shot today. I asked her if I could ask to have it done this way every time and she assured me that I could. So from now on I am going to tell them how I want it done. I didn't know I had this choice until today.
So I guess I have to say the shot didn't hurt and I really don't know how much we will have to pay into taxes yet but I am praying it will be as painless as my shot was today.
On a different subject I got results from the psychologist that evaluated my mother and ran some tests. She has been in the nursing home since November of 2008. She suffered brain damage after a surgery she had. The surgery went fine, but due to lack of oxygen after her surgery she suffered brain damage leaving her unable to be left alone. She went from a vibrant, active woman to someone who cannot take care of herself or remember from on minute to the next what is going on. My sister and I have noticed that in the last few weeks our mother has been getting worse. The results today told us why. The nurse from the nursing home called and I went into visit with them. The psychologist said she has cognitive impairment and it is one of the worse cases of brain damage he has ever seen. She is regressing and thinks she is in her 20's now. That explains to me why the day I went to see her and it was my birthday, I asked her what happened on February 4, 1955. She had no clue. Do you know how it felt to know my mother didn't know my birthday anymore? It broke my heart. I love my mother so much and I miss the mother that I knew who called me or I called her everyday just to say hi.
We never know when we sign those papers in the hospital telling us these things can happen.
So enjoy your parents and love them with all your hearts. I have a different relationship now as a daughter, I am the one along with my sister who is the mother now. She is in a special unit at the nursing home that takes great care of her, 24/7. I do not have to worry about her because she has the best care there is. I am grateful to them all.
Live each day to the fullest and love with all your hearts. My cancer surgery has changed me also. Never will I take life for granted, life if fragile.